The amber

I knew why I liked the autumn sunshine on the floor.

The color of amber is dull reddish yellow.

The color of light, amber, is the resin that comes out of trees that hardens underground and becomes a fossil.

Amber, clear fossilized tree sap, sunset orange, a gift from nature that has been warmed over the years. The unshakable peace and conviction I felt from my feet in the amber autumn sun on the floor healed me.

The autumn amber sun on the floor soothes me.

I love and healed always.

Thanks God.

Any number of times

Continue to be healed by the autumn sunlight.

It sows seeds, sprouts, blooms, and bears fruit.

A brief respite before the harsh winter ahead.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the fleeting comfort and gratitude of the four seasons, and every time I see a calm, soft belt of light, I feel forgiveness and peace. Thank you for the work of life.

2022/10/29 Atori of the winter birds

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On the way home from the walk, I saw many birds chirping and moving about among the trees.

After returning home, I searched the internet and found a bird named Atori.

The dictionary says,

Atori is known as a "winter bird" that comes to Japan in late autumn and spends the winter there.

It breeds in the forest areas of northern Eurasia in the summer, and migrates south to Japan, China, and Korea in the fall, and settles in forests and farmlands at the foot of mountains.

During the winter in Japan, you can see them in the forests of plains and mountains all over the country.

It looked like orange flowers bloomed on the tree.

My favorite

The sunshine of the autumn sun, no matter when l look at it, l will be healed no matter how many times l see it.

This is really my favorite one.

Dandelions

After mowing around the mansion for the first time in a year, I found a dandelion flower on the edge of the western concrete.

What I learned from my beloved dog, Haru, who passed away two years ago, is that even the flowers that bloom in the fields are innocent.

To be praised,

to be recognized, or

to be evaluated, it's not like that kind of feeling is blooming.

It sprouts from a single fluff, spreads roots, grows leaves and stems, flowers, seeds, and dies.

It just blooms and ends.

Just as Haru lived the dog, Tanpopo also ends up living the dandelion.

A dandelion that ends by living a dandelion, I, as a human being, live the life that I desire.

Tanpopo, I learned 天心 from you, thank you.